I was Paper

poem by: Nemo Nemees
Written on Oct 29, 2020

I was paper,
Bright and new,
crisp and fresh, 
then came you.

Darkened lines, 
and pencil marks,

i was paper,
bright and new,
crisp and fresh,
then came you.

harsh blown winds,
and wet cold rain.

I was paper, 
bright and new,
crisp and fresh,
then came you.

Tight clean crease,
and careful hands.

I was paper ,
bright and new
crisp and fresh
then came you,

final fold,
Origami.

I was paper 
then I flew.

Tags: Rhyme, Beat, Metaphor, Encouraging, Abstract,

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Christopher Russon commented on Oct 29, 2020 at 11:24pm

Beautifully written

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